Sophie Pembroke - Pregnant On The Earl's Doorstep

‘But our dinner will get cold,’ Daisy said, perfectly reasonably.

Heather pulled an expression of regretful sorrow Cal was almost sure was fake.

‘I know—I’m so sorry. So clumsy of me to slip in the mud on the bridge. If only I’d known that the bridge ended short of the riverbank I wouldn’t have spent so long flailing around in the mud, waiting for you two to come down from the trees and help me up. And then we wouldn’t have been late for dinner.’

She flashed a quick smile at Cal and Mrs Peterson.

‘All my fault, you see. But the children and I really must clean ourselves up before dinner. Please, don’t wait for us, though.’

She ushered the children out of the dining room, Ryan still grumbling as they went. Cal watched them go, smiling. This might all work out a lot better than even he had planned.

‘I make that one to Miss Reid and nil to Daisy and Ryan,’ Mrs Peterson murmured softly.

Cal glanced up to see that the older woman had a small smile on her face. One he didn’t think he’d seen since he’d returned for Ross’s funeral.

‘I think you’re right,’ he replied. ‘Now, do you think we can reheat dinner?’

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